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Hasher Lady Pretty Lady Dancing Lady Hasher Lady Always Smiling Mostly Hashing Through the streets and Avenues She`s Always Dancing Lightly Twirling She Sings Her Song Throughout the Countryside The Music is Calling She`s so Willing As Her Feet Lightly Touch the Ground Twirling all Around Pretty Lady Dancing Lady Hasher Lady Wish I Could Have Danced With You |
Additional Notes:
another fallen hasher- Melanie Rammel---with a little help from Elton John
This Poem was Critiqued By: Tony P Spicuglia On Date: 2016-06-30 09:04:21
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
So, Mr. Bird- here I find myself understanding a piece but unable to identify the object of your desire. I know (I’m old) what a Hasher is. However: they don’t usually (as far as I know) dance in the street. I have two options, presume you are recognizing a woman with the name Hasher, or there is a mobile street vendor, who enticingly also dances to music as she slings her hash, but also that cannot be true because of “through the countryside”. Anyway…
This is a very enjoyable, compelling caricature. I find myself liking her from the moment I hear of her. I like her, I would have wanted to dance and sing with her myself.
The last stanza is very well done; you leave us with a mystery that haunts in its own way. Why (couldn’t) not (hadn’t) you dance with her. Did she pass, was she a passing waif that it would have been inappropriate, were you too young, were you to shy, or was she really the image of a woman who moved you, like watching a fetching weather girl on T.V. I really love the ending, and feel with you that need, to go back- and DANCE.
Very nice read!